There was a girl
Who waited at windows
Sitting on a chair
Just staring outside
Her mother would ask her
'What are you doing?'
And she would answer
I'm waiting for my ride
There was a girl
Who learned that she
Would live her life
Without a half
Of who she was
And what she wanted
So much in this world
It made it hard to laugh
There was a woman
Who learned to grow
And be a good person
Despite who she lost
While she was that girl
And while she still yearns
For what's lost to be found
If there was only a cost
There was a girl
Who stared out of windows
She dreamed of being held
In her lost daddy's arms
And when she turned old
And the lights began fading
She saw nothing but him
And her sadness disarmed
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